mad eyes

her eyes

they turn mad

every time she finishes

her dance with lost ghosts

so tired

of spinning and jumping

of following, partnering,

of holding their hands

feeling their breath

on her neck

four ghosts

confusion

fear

complication

and love. the most careless of all. 

with her dancing shoes on

in a lost circle

to rhythm she can no longer follow

stepping to the music

she don't want to hear

with her friends

hand in hand:

four ghosts

confusion

fear 

complication

and love. the most naive of all.

paranoid. in sadness of loss.

step to the left, step forward

then turn, turn...around

and again

turn, step, right, left,left,

spin

around, back

to the left and back again

keep on dancing little girl

don't you stop

we are your four favorite ghosts

confusion

fear 

complication

and love. the most deceiving of all.  

Author's Note

it is missing something. i need to know what

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Ghosts....we all have them and we dance with them when they appear...whether we have invited them or not. They are part of who we are. Intensely emotive work here. Lydi**